Emily sighed and attempted to call the reception of the retreat one more time but then she found out like she had done a hundred times before.
She did understand the concept of personal space, especially when it came to her daughter who had experienced a lack of it her entire life or at least the years she had been home.
Leah was starting to leave the house and as much as she appreciated that, a sense of fear still roamed in the back of her mind.
Absentmindedly, she continued to stir the tea in the tea cup as she continued to think about it. Emily considered calling the reception earlier today, just checking for daughter to have a good time.
Leah had informed her that it would be difficult for them to keep in touch with each other because the facility did not appreciate people being on their cell phones and internet all the time. The only way to contact the residents was by calling the house phone number provided.
